Lyrics to Fair Weather
If you meet me at the [?]
In the straightway hall
In the golden drawer
Desire and the horsies are on fire
A watchtower as our eyes from sand bring in storms, in and out
Death chariots arise as bone of our stars
For the light is leaving us all
So mind your slight bag, small and slack
The small birds float eyeless in the foam
As the light is leaving us all
And I hear her bell ring boy and immortal rain
And the light is leaving us all
On the flat planet the light stands still
[?] of throat and breathe and forehead
The sweeper sweeps on
The road is cleared
Then cleanly the guards pass by
The light is leaving you all
By the telescopes mountain all fall down
Telescope magicians all fall down
But the seal of the reel all fall down
And light your candles, little dreamer
And all fall down
And the birds are sweetly singing
Boy and sound and the final change
Shepherd, your flock is close to edge
And the fragile birds soar and sing
So sweetly, softly into the clouds
They burst the wind with their gorgeous wings
In the red church the cockrow arises
The ranks and the bars and the high walls
Are made quite of bright light
White [?]
And the light leaves us all
So call good moon and all fall soon
And the light is leaving you all
At the end of your face the focus is shot
The light is leaving you all by the sundered sun
And the children and birds are softly singing
And the stars are singing, the cattle are lowing
And the light is leaving you all
In evening, when the sky is red
Fair weather, Matthew 16, 2, then 3
Morning, the sky is red
You see signs and the stars
But you cannot read the signs and the stars
And if a man blinds a man, his eye is blinded
If a man breaks the bone of another man, his bone is broken
If a man knocks out the tooth of another man
His tooth is knocked out
In the straightway hall
In the golden drawer
Desire and the horsies are on fire
A watchtower as our eyes from sand bring in storms, in and out
Death chariots arise as bone of our stars
For the light is leaving us all
So mind your slight bag, small and slack
The small birds float eyeless in the foam
As the light is leaving us all
And I hear her bell ring boy and immortal rain
And the light is leaving us all
On the flat planet the light stands still
[?] of throat and breathe and forehead
The sweeper sweeps on
The road is cleared
Then cleanly the guards pass by
The light is leaving you all
By the telescopes mountain all fall down
Telescope magicians all fall down
But the seal of the reel all fall down
And light your candles, little dreamer
And all fall down
And the birds are sweetly singing
Boy and sound and the final change
Shepherd, your flock is close to edge
And the fragile birds soar and sing
So sweetly, softly into the clouds
They burst the wind with their gorgeous wings
In the red church the cockrow arises
The ranks and the bars and the high walls
Are made quite of bright light
White [?]
And the light leaves us all
So call good moon and all fall soon
And the light is leaving you all
At the end of your face the focus is shot
The light is leaving you all by the sundered sun
And the children and birds are softly singing
And the stars are singing, the cattle are lowing
And the light is leaving you all
In evening, when the sky is red
Fair weather, Matthew 16, 2, then 3
Morning, the sky is red
You see signs and the stars
But you cannot read the signs and the stars
And if a man blinds a man, his eye is blinded
If a man breaks the bone of another man, his bone is broken
If a man knocks out the tooth of another man
His tooth is knocked out
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